Chapter 187: Wind Word Gate Soul Hook Corpse 2
The tall fat man saw that between the palms of his hands, the strong internal force suddenly converged into a copper wall within a radius of several zhang, and collided with the opponent's iron hook in one place. "Ξ© "Literature" After an earth-shattering loud noise, the earth was shaken by the strength of the chasm that was dozens of feet wide, and suddenly crossed between the two sides.
"Dream Shattering Fist!" A cloud of golden light burst out from the tall fat man's fist, and the magnified fist shadow was dozens of times magnified and smashed towards the five people from top to bottom.
Seeing that the tall fat man was suddenly difficult, the five soul hooking corpses instantly lined up with their hands on the shoulders of their companions in front of them, and together they attacked and punched, colliding with the tall fat man.
Under the intersection of the two fists, the mountain rock under the feet of the five people was shattered, and their legs were submerged in the stone powder for more than half a foot, and the aftermath of the two sides swept away the ten zhang square circle.
A Lingya General Banner, who was attracted by the strength of their fists, just stabilized his body and roared angrily: "This is a combined attack technique, they are not soul hooking corpses, the Lingya Iron Guard has surrounded them in the past, and they must not be allowed to escape." β
Before the general flag could speak, the Lingya Iron Guards swarmed in, but the five people had no intention of leaving. The figures stood side by side, each pulling out a long knife shaped like a crescent moon from behind their backs, and they no longer concealed their cultivation, and at the same time released their body protection qi to meet the iron guard.
The momentum of the team of five soared, and the coercion of the master was like a wild horse defending wildly, and he crushed towards the Lingya Iron Guard unscrupulously.
Although the Lingya Iron Guard is known as the elite, its cultivation is only the peak of the innate at the highest level, and it is not the same as the five masters who are good at combining. Fortunately, the iron guard was not afraid of death, and dragged five people to the death.
"Moon Slasher, are they the five ghosts of Aoyue?" Lao Qian, who recognized the identity of the other party, gasped: "Five green forest giants, how can they be people who are immortal sectarians?" β
Before Lao Qian could exclaim, the two sides of the book had already killed fiercely, and the sword light of the five ghosts of Aoyue was intertwined into an impermeable knife net, and the corpses flew sideways where the blade passed, and blood was all over the sky. Lingya Tiewei hard-topped knife net rushed wildly, self-detonating one after another, forcing the five ghosts to retreat again and again.
The Lingya Iron Guard and the Five Ghosts of Aoyue fell into a stalemate and entered a brief equilibrium.
In a matter of moments, the mountain of blood and water gathered into several streams that meandered down the mountain. Lingya was suppressed again by an opponent who was less than one-tenth of his number, and was continuously attacked and killed by the elusive soul hook corpse in the melee.
Xie Bangui, who was standing in the distance, clearly saw that after the soul hooking corpse was continuously snatching and killing, the degree of seizure became faster and faster, and some could even give up the corpse and turn into a phantom close to the substance, floating in the air and shuttling back and forth to hook the soul.
As soon as he locked his eyes on the body of a spirit hunter, he saw a soul-hooking corpse rising from the ground, and the double hooks in his hands drew two black lights in the air, and he went straight to the top of the head and slashed down fiercely.
The man was unable to avoid it, and raised the weapon in his hand and responded stiffly. The figures of both sides paused at the same time under the huge shock, the ghosts hung upside down in the air, and the double hooks continued to press down. Catch quickly and bow down, raise the knife and resist upward. One person, one ghost, one up and one deadlocked together.
Xie Bangui suddenly spoke: "Old Qian, hit that ghost." β
Old Qian raised his hand and two shots to blow up two holes under the ghost's armpit, and the ghost was suddenly hit hard, and in the midst of the scream, he retracted the iron hook and jumped upward. The pressure on the fast catcher was light, and he withdrew the steel knife and slashed it with a knife. Seeing that the steel knife was about to touch the top of the ghost's head. A cloud of sparks suddenly burst out of the knife, and the three-foot-long knife was broken into two pieces from the middle.
"How could it be ......" The man caught a glimpse of Xie Bangui's outstretched right index finger with his spare eye, which was pointing in his direction, and suddenly understood what was going on, and scolded: "Ghost bastard, you stumble." β
Xie Ban's ghost statue simply pointed out another volley. The Gang Feng brought up by his fingers hit the acupoint under the armpit with great accuracy, and the man just stood in place with a half-cut steel knife.
The ghost, who was originally going to escape, turned around in the air, like an osprey entering water, and stabbed his head and feet together with his hands to the eyebrows of the catcher, and squeezed into the man's body.
Before the "beast ......" catcher scolded with unwillingness and anger, blood gushed out of his throat and drowned in his mouth.
Xie Bangui pointed at the blood-spurting catcher with a blank face and said, "Fatty, nail him with the Seven Nails Soul Lock." β
"Oh!" The fat man shot out seven ground-locking nails one after another, in the shape of the Big Dipper, from the throat of the fast catch to the lower abdomen. The catcher also flipped twice in the air under the impact of the locking spike, and fell to the ground on its back.
The fat man followed a few steps forward, took out seven palms in a row, and nailed the exposed nail head into the body of the catcher.
Although the fat man's technique of shooting the dark weapon is not exquisite, it is extremely fast, and even if the ghost wants to escape, it is too late to give up the body. Just like that, he was locked in the body of the catcher by seven steel nails.
Xie Bangui walked calmly in front of the catcher, took off the wine gourd on his waist, poured the liquor on the catcher who was still twitching, and then took out the fire fold and threw it on the ground.
The ghost who was nailed into the inner body of the catcher suddenly poked its head out of the firelight, and howled in the fire with its teeth and claws, but it couldn't break free from the shackles of the nails.
Suddenly, as if thinking of something, the ghost raised its claws in the air, sank down sharply, and grabbed into the corpse's eye sockets. He dragged his soul out of the Mud Pill Palace, opened his big mouth full of sharp teeth and bit down on the catcher.
The catcher watched his soul being torn apart by the powerful ghost, swallowed piece by piece, and screamed like crazy: "Spare me!" Thank you, forgive me! Let me out...... I was eaten by him, and I didn't even have a chance to be reincarnated! Leave me alone, right? β¦β¦ Help, brothers! Help me...... Xie Bangui, you can't die well. β
Xie Bangui didn't seem to hear the other party's shouts at all, and raised his eyes to the sky and turned a blind eye to the tragic scene under his feet.
Lao Qian couldn't bear to say, "Brother Xie, why don't you save him?" β
The catcher lost no time and said, "Thank you for sparing me!" I want your ghost servant ......"
Xie Bangui said coldly: "Spare you? When you shook my soul with the Soul Scream, did you think that I might not be able to reincarnate and disappear? Die! β
"You see?" In desperation, the catcher gave up resistance and was swallowed alive by the ghost. However, this bit of his soul only allowed the ghost to hold on for a few more breaths, and only a moment later, the soul hooking ghost turned into a phosphorus fire in the flames.
Xie Bangui's practice of using Lingya to quickly capture and kill the soul hook corpse completely fell into the eyes of those who cared.
Not only did they not stop it, but they quietly observed Xie Bangui's methods.
Some people who didn't know why were attracted by the cries for help, and when they saw Xie Bangui standing next to the corpse, they immediately turned around and ran into the distance. More people, as if they hadn't seen anything, deliberately distanced themselves from Xie Bangui.
"Damn, a bunch of bastards. I-" The fat man foamed: "Old money, let's go over and see what else we can do." β
The tall fat man spoke like lightning, pulled out the lock from the red and green flames, fastened it in his hand, and paced towards the other spirit catcher with his hands behind his back.
Soon, the tall and fat man appeared, and the people of Lingya were also hunting and killing the soul hook corpse in the same way, but they were not as blatant as Xie Bangui. It will not give the souls of his companions a chance to beg for mercy and scream. All the killings were carried out in half-concealment. Whenever someone made a calculation of his companions, he immediately walked away, retreating into the distance as if nothing had happened, and did not even glance at the souls who were struggling in the flames.
The tall fat man simply didn't move, stood in place and hugged his shoulders and said: "While killing the enemy, while guarding against his accomplices, I have to find an opportunity to sacrifice my comrades to protect myself." Single-minded, it's hard to know how these grandsons can do it! β
Xie Bangui sneered: "They are used to it for a long time. If you don't know how to count your own people, you won't live long in Lingya. You see, that person knew that the person who calculated himself had already run away, and he still wanted to pull a cushion, but he was really pulled by him......"
Lao Qian subconsciously touched his chest and said, "Thanks to our presence in the Ghost Ya, otherwise I don't know how we would have died." No wonder Liang Xi repeatedly persuaded the girl to quit Lingya. β
Xie Bangui shook his head and said: "Presumably, Liang Xi was not less calculated in Lingya before, otherwise tomorrow's seamless heavenly hammer and earth nails will be one in the light and one in the dark?" β
Between the three of them talking, Lingya's subordinates and soul hook corpses are rapidly decreasing, especially Lingya, who often has to pay three or more lives to kill a soul hook corpse. However, with the advantage of numbers, Lingya still occupies the top.
After a while, the spirit yamen who had solved the soul hooking corpse began to surround the five ghosts of Aoyue, who were still struggling to support.
The five ghosts of Aoyue stood in a circle by contrast, and raised the five moon slashing knives outwards in the air, neither attacking nor breaking through, just standing in place as if they were raising their knives for defense.
The spirit of the five ghosts caught quickly, and between slowly rotating around the five ghosts, people imperceptibly tightened the encirclement, and approached the five little by little.
"What a name!" The tall fat man frowned, and suddenly a very tempting shout came from his ears: "High-riseββ...... High ββ........."
The tall fat man who was concentrating suddenly heard someone shouting his name word by word, and his whole body shook for no reason, and he once felt that his feet had left the place, and the whole person floated backwards. It seemed that some kind of force was pulling his soul backwards, and his body involuntarily stretched.
"Smack-" The tall fat man felt that someone had slapped him on the back of the head, and his vague consciousness just now also woke up: "Brother, what happened to me just now?" β
"Dementored." Xie Bangui made a silent gesture: "Don't make a sound, look over there." β
Those Lingya, who were still waiting for the battle, seemed to fall into a sluggish moment for a moment, like a circle of wooden pestles in place, the weapons in their hands didn't know when they hung down, and the blades pointed to the ground and shook back and forth along their soft arms. The upper body is like a duck carried in someone's hand, with a face looking at the sky, a long neck, and a throat on the outside.
The five ghosts of Aoyue took a few steps neatly, raised the scimitar in their hands, and slashed it fiercely against the throats of several fast catchers, and hot blood arrows spurted out of the throats of those people, washing the five ghosts of Aoyue from head to toe.
The blade more than three feet long, after cutting through the throats of those people, the heads of the people were almost completely cut off. The five ghosts of Aoyue used the tip of their knives to pick out the souls of the other party from the severance in the neck, slowly retreated to the same place, and began to devour the souls on the tip of the knife.
"Silk-" As soon as the tall fat man let out a little gasp, he heard Xie Bangui say, "Don't make a sound, be careful to scare the corpse king away." β
"The Corpse King is among those five?" The tall fat man said, "Aren't they alive? β
"It's not!" Xie Bangui said: "I thought they were living people just now, but now it seems that these five people are all living corpses refined with special methods. No matter how neat the movements of a living person are, there will be subtle differences. Especially when it comes to killing, it's a matter of personal habit. But, you look at them, walking, stabbing, killing, devouring souls, exactly the same. It can only be said that someone is manipulating it in the shadows. β